Sunday, March 19, 2017

Thought I would Honor my Mom's Birthday today by doing this again,posted 3/19/2013posted 3/19/2015so once more with feeling, or third time's the charm,and I still hate bras.

I put my bra on this morning,

so I had every intention of getting a lot of work done.

Doesn't everyone gauge their day by their undergarments?I suppose I have a weird relationship with bras harking back to my first weeks of nursing.Sending your hesitant but determined husband out to a specialty store for the "well developed"in downtown Vegas, serving the uh.."specialty girls",two days after delivery of your first born is challenging and hilarious.Imagine him standing in the store,explaining that no "regular"nursing bras I hadpurchased pre-birth were even remotely large enough.With the clerk hollering out directions, I have the phone perched in thecrook of my shoulder while measuring beneath, across,up, down and around to aid the store in selecting theover the shoulder boulder holder requiredto hoist and rein in those babies;a 44 EEE did the trick...scaffolding required
prior size 36 B

No one is normally able to write their namewith breast milk, in cursive,on the bathroom mirror, at a distance of 3 feet,are they?Picture grasping in both hands an unruly garden hose....and because some of you have just asked "why?"He had made some snarky remark about them "not being that humongous"and post birth hormones got the best of me, and yes, I did aim just to the left, off the mirror, for just a second, that's a lie..I got him good...

Back to this morning.Justice went through her terror cacophonyat around 5:30 so I got up and put on my bra.Went outside to water the garden,made some coffee, and started redoingsome pincushions I had not sold.Ran the vacuum, did two loads of laundryand by now the bra straps were botheringme, so I pulled them through the sleeves`a la flashdance and let them dangle:reassessed about 5 minutes laterand pulled the whole damn thing off.

These days spandex is more about gravity than girth, lon.gi.tude? nothough a definition of la.ti.tude(scope for freedom of action) seems to fitno other humans aroundwhy bother?gravity damage occurred long agoafter 32 months of nursingWave free my girls,to and fro flapping in the wind....insert mental image of American Flag flyingatop a local Terrible Herbst Station.

oh my gosh thats so funny!I'm bra less at the moment, I always change when we come home from being out because I'm usually painting something and I'm messy, when I change into my work grubby clothes the bra goes too, At 57 I have come to know the freedom of that letting the girls loose!

My husband thinks I am crazy when I ask if a trip somewhere around town is bra-worthy. I tend to avoid them. At 59, I do not think they can bump and slump any more so than they already do. Sometimes just a tank under a tee is enough for me. My garden bra is so full of holes I am not even sure it still qualifies as fabric. Happy flapping!

Why do I always let go of the most intimate secrets when I come to your blog? You really provoked us to let it all hang out in this one. My problem is that if I don't wear a bra and keep those girls up on my chest where they belong, I sweat terribly underneath them. That's more uncomfortable to me than a bra. Gotta love getting old.

I laughed until I almost piddled over you doing a little artwork on the mirror and hubby!!

Oh I am laughing so hard!! I had the huge breasts filled with milk and could not house them easily either. Now they have stayed large and I just flat out don't like wearing a bra. So I'm with you on them flap! hugs,Linda

Oh can I relate to all of this! Just heard on the radio yesterday coincidentally, that wearing a bra does not mean you will eventually have less sag, less back pain, less everything. Well why didn't they tell me that YEARS ago?!?!? After my first child was born my "girls" were so engorged with milk I couldn't get him to latch on. I still remember bending over the sink with the two rocks attached to my chest, crying, applying warm compresses and trying to squeeze some milk out - Christmas Eve! Santa got me through it finally, but man that was misery. But worth it in the end. Ann

Oh boobies! I was a 36 A until my 40's, I started drinking wine, I am now up to a 36 C!! holy crap! My hubby is more then happy, but I now know the sweet relief of coming home and letting them fly solo!just me and a tank top and pajama bottoms! Comfy cozy! Damn the wine..As I uncork a bottle of pinot grigio!

Love, love the post. Actually all your posts. And being braless on a Sat. morn. Course I'm braless most mornings-some afternoons too and every evening I 'm not out and about. And in the right outfit I'm braless then also. Maybe I should just throw them away?

I am with you on this one! I do not like wearing a bra, will do almost anything to avoid it, and have to remind myself that not everyone in the market wants to see my 60 year old braless self. Soon I'm off to work in Hartford and I will have to wear a bra everyday. Yuck!

back in the late 60s early 70s I went braless...oh the delight...no bone crunching, organ squeezing "over the shoulder boulder holders" for me! I was a 34B...those days have been gone and over for years! now I wear hand me down (new) bras that didn't fit my DIL, lovely for holding the mammory glands up...but torture to wear for longer than 5 minutes...when I've been somewhere the first thing I do when I'm home again is ditch the shoes then the bra! who said bras were invented by a man? don't know but I bet they're right!

You had me snorting my cuppa this morning. I too could have written and read the writing on the mirror , curses for not thinking of it still laughing. Ah, the girls. Is it wrong that I just couldn't bring myself to harness on a good Friday morn...? Read all the comments, so glad I am not alone! I do buckle up for town and company. More for them than me let me tell ya.

OH! To be free as a bird.........ditch the shoes and the bra! Loved your open and honest and FUNNIEST post.Pinching shoes and wire digging bras are like sheer torture. If Theanne's theory of men inventing bras then I say let's strap them up in a wired supported Jock Strap and see how long it takes for them to rip it off and be free! Thanks for all the laughs!

Hahahahahaha !!!!! Great story. I don't think that I've ever had a bra that has fitted me properly and i've been fitted for then in department stores .... I don't think they know what they are doing !!! XXXX

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